Elizabeth POV Every day since then, I have visited Leon. Seeing him reduced to that state left no room for second-guessing; I knew what had to be done. I made the arrangements he asked for, following his instructions to the letter, and did everything I could to help him orchestrate his escape. But the waiting was excruciating. I paced the house, my nerves fraying with each passing day. Three weeks slipped by, and not a single call, not even a text, came through. When I tried to visit again, the prison refused entry and blocked my calls. Frustration and worry coiled in my chest, making every second feel heavier than the last. During breakfast one morning, I felt my mother-in-law’s piercing gaze on me. She scanned me from across the table, and every flicker of suspicion she sent made me tighten, sending unease crawling up my spine. Nanny Vicky set down dessert with her usual quiet efficiency, but I couldn’t ignore the way her hands lingered, almost too deliberate, betraying her o
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